Limited Time Hidden Marriage

Unexpectedly, after listening to his words, Little Milk Tank suddenly put down the glutinous rice dumplings in his hand, and shouted with disdain and dissatisfaction, "Can you please stop comparing me to those ordinary little brats! Please understand, I have always been They are all mature, sensible and well-behaved, and they listen to Mama’s words the most, okay!”

"Huh?" Sheng Shimo spoke softly, looking down at the glutinous rice dumplings he poked on his chopsticks, and smiled contemptuously, "I didn't see it."

Seeing the man's distrustful look, Little Milk Can was furious for a moment. She slammed the glutinous rice ball in her hand into Little Fried Dough's bowl and shouted, "I won't eat it!"

Then, he raised his little head and glanced at Sheng Shimo with a arrogant look, "Huh! I listen to Mom, if you don't want to eat, I won't eat!"

Seeing that the little milk jug's expression was so cute, Wen Churan couldn't hold it back and covered his mouth and chuckled.

Smiling, he suddenly felt a hot gaze staring at him. When he looked up, he happened to bump into Sheng Shimo's bottomless eyes, which seemed to be able to absorb a person's soul.

He had a victor's smile on his lips and raised his brows at her. His look was extremely provocative, even tinged with a hint of ridicule.

What are you laughing at?

He laughed at her for being unable to hold a small milk jug, but he was able to subdue her with one move?

Wen Churan rolled his eyes at the man, expressing his disdain.

Although he was unconvinced, he had to admit that Sheng Shimo's move to stimulate generals was quite useful.

It was hard to have some leisure time of her own. As soon as Little Milk Tank finished her meal, she couldn't wait to rush to the game room with Little Youtiao.

When Wen Churan went upstairs, Sheng Shimo suddenly quickened his pace from behind and walked directly in front of her, blocking her way.

When she goes to the right, he blocks the right side; when she goes to the left, he blocks the left side.

Unable to bear it anymore, Wen Churan said angrily, "What on earth do you want to do!"

Sheng Shimo suddenly leaned over, got close to a handsome face, and asked as if he was taking credit, "How is it? Are my education methods good?"

The man looked like a child asking for praise.

Wen Churan immediately raised his head, distanced himself from him, and uttered a few words coldly, "Not good! Not good at all!"

Hearing what she said almost through gritted teeth, Sheng Shimo raised his eyebrows and the smile at the corner of his mouth deepened. "Not good? What's wrong? I couldn't make the little milk tank obedient, but I did it."

"Tch!" Wen Churan rolled his eyes, "Do you think it's amazing to use provocation to deal with a child?"

Sheng Shimo smiled and asked, "It's very useful, isn't it?"

"No matter how useful it is, don't use it on the small milk can. I can educate my children!" Wen Churan pushed the man away impatiently and walked upstairs.

Before she took a few steps, Sheng Shimo suddenly hugged her tightly from behind.

"What are you doing?! Let me go!" Wen Churan was shocked. He felt that his back was pressed against the man's warm chest, and he began to struggle violently.

"Don't move." The man's voice was almost close to his ear. The deep voice was charming and charming. It was slightly hoarse, adding an extra touch of sex appeal. "If you move around... you may accidentally fall. You've already I’ve rolled here twice, do you want to… roll again?”

After hearing this, Wen Churan's body shook violently and he really stopped struggling.

Sheng Shimo took the opportunity to lift her on his shoulders, which was almost a breeze.